we came to battle baby - we came to win the war
My Name is
“Raksha.” Also known as Rak.
I am
“Three years old.” Just this side of adulthood.
“Female.” Waiting for Courting.
“Nanruan.” Mostly stemmed from the Yukon and Kenai variety.
“Thirty seven inches.” At the shoulder, of course.
“One hundred and forty two pounds.” Though perfectly feminine.
My Eyes Are
“Bright teal blue with a thin band of gold on the inside.”
You will know me by-
“Build.” She is the daughter of the Nanruan people. She is meant to hunt large game, as her family always is, but she is not the largest of her kind and knows it. She utilizes her quite lean figure for one of the most averaging of fitness in a wolf. Her speed and endurance are entirely interchangeable - less speed is more endurance and vice versa. Her agility and strength being the same in that if she focuses on putting enough power behind her attacks to do real focused damage, she loses her agility's accuracy. Her bones are quite thick and her teeth are slightly longer than is usual, though truly only a centimeter or so. Her shoulders are narrowed at the tops and her haunches are broadened. There is a slight slope to her spine on its way back to her haunches as well, the lower muscles of her hind legs thickened for good propulsion. Her chest is deep and her lungs and heart are just a little on the larger side.
“Fur.” The base coat of this girl is four shades darker but generally fashioned like that of a normal wolf. Grays and blacks pepper and shade her topline, a little on her throat, and in streaks up her legs as well as surrounding the white on her tail. The undercurrents of her colors are tans and golds with a very limited copper tone that sometimes seems almost red. Her markings are those of defined white and off white. She has a white muzzle, eye markings, and dorsal stripe that begins with a separated teardrop star-mark just below the stop and ends with a white "V" on her tail that engulfs the tip. Her fur is densest in her scruff and topline, thinning out at the shoulders and hind legs just above the hock. She is intriguingly soft, but more on the plush angle of softness than on the texture as she has strong guard hair influences.
When you meet me -
“Personality.” Think Julia Andrews if she played Tomb Raider... Or maybe the older woman in the movie RED.
What I have been through -
“Nanruan Princess.” She is the daughter of the original Nanruan leader before Bahamut had split the pack. She is the youngest surviving child.
Fate is
“Not mine to decide.” Yes, Imprintable and Life-Bondable.
The Unknown
“OOC.” You have it, Yes, 200, Pfft -- BAB.
The Demon Tongue of Nanrua
[ female - three years - 37 inches, 142 pounds - no mate - no imprint - no pack ]
we can turn you on - or we can turn on you
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